“I need to know why you love me.”
-“Because I do.”
“I really want to trust you when you say those words, Dan, so maybe if I knew why, I’d stop being so scared of hearing them and afraid to say them.”
-“Okay. Well, if you want to talk about why…”
“It has to do with my mom and her many marriages.”
-“There. that’s why. Because I actually like it when you interrupt me, which is often, by the way. I love you because you make no apologies about being exactly who you are… Beautiful, smart, sexy as hell.”
“Now you’re embarrassing me.”
-“That’s another reason. You’re completely unaware of your affect on me. You’re also completely unaware that you laugh like a 4 year old. Just like that. And I love you because you can be with someone like me and still be best friends with someone like Blair.”
“Yeah, well, I tried to be.”
-“I know you do, and that’s not easy, but you never give up on her.
THAT IS HOW AMAZING YOU ARE.”

“…But how could you believe me? After all the thousand times I’ve told you I love you, how could you let one word break your faith in me? I could see it in your eyes, that you honestly believed I didn’t want you anymore. The most absurd, rediculous concept- as if there were any way that I could exist without needing you!”